From the producers of Chet Baker sings, and Translucent Roach’es-es on drums, comes the story of the Albino Vynil.
Albino Vynil — Hors Service.
… don’t call it, Caucasian, the fucker is Albino.
Over at La Maison de la Radio it’s “Me Gusta Marihuana me gustas tú”… cuando tú ME hablas como a un Cabrón 🖐🏿.
Well you can bleed on Mí.
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“Just the facts, ma’am, just the facts”.
Intermission with 🎹 Entertainer
… and
The Tramp
In appréciation for all that Pastrami on rye. Thank Ewe, French Bastards.
Let’s call it what it is or rather, what it was, The Bastard was a Mendiant, and that French Blond was in fact “sitting on a corn flake”, and Eye swears that he was not making that shit up, but sources close to the Haskell Clan from KTLA assure the Telemundo broad that the NBC crew ate that shit up!
So where is the Mendiant buried now?
I inserted that fucker underneath the Landing just where the final Riser meets the final Soffit. It was a perfect fit.
The Shuttle Left and The Loop quartiers de Paris… and Mayor Bass, if you want to get IDEAS on how to bring « business » to the Downtown L.A. during the 2027 Olympics, just ask The Westfield Clan, heck they Even brought in HOMER’S favorite treat and, BASTARDIZED that French croissant 🥐 into a French doughnut, why even Franglish is all the rage.
The top of the stairs next to heater number 8 seemed the perfect place to stick that unmissable bum. It’s where Representative Gatel from the Left Bank would have wanted that ex-Jacobin buried at, Father James would most certainly not object to D.A.T., period!
But why?
Because that French Bastard was a Dominican, the Almonds gave that fucker away, so Öüï had to put the Beggar at the top of the stairs, that’s where the Albino cockroaches celebrated mass.
VOSTFranglish, subtitles provided by Stupid A.I., period!
And besides, that Blond French Mendiant Bastard was known to frequent The URSULITES, and those bitches sent our man ♂️ Vrbanvs Granderivs (Urbain Grandier, if youse not into Latin), in Loudun Town, to burn at The Stake, a known disco inferno joint where Cardinal Richelieu had his couch sessions with Mother Superior, Jeanne des Agnès and The Sisters of Mercy. Trou 🕳️ Story.
Paris, France_ Los Angeles Mayor, Karen Bass visited Mains Libres terroir at Là Fabriqué de La Solidarité at the Notre Dame des Victoires to talk among other things, the homeless strategies for The Olympics in 2027, as she explained, and just to be ready for 2028.
You see what I’m talking about, Snoop Dogg? I Love L.A., and that is why you need me as your motherfucking lookout at Là rue de Rivoli.
More on that at 7 O’Clock in civilian time, up until then it’s just another Wo’ik in Progress, stick around, the Three Stooges are up.
In the mean time, our next segment in the programming will present to Ewe’ol, Sophie Fofie, only on The Twilight Zone. Sophie will take us back to Martin Luther Jr. Day and heater nº 8, where locker nº15 sowed his oats with Représentative Gatel.
Look ‘ma… Eye can surf!
… any how, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine, but a friend of José is a brother of U.S., period!
Diacritic accent is optional.
First the Cougar and now the Panther.
What a difference a 36-hr. day makes.
And ladies in Gemini, don’t take it from Mí… take it from Apolline de Hierbamala en la mañana, she took a ride on the ferris 🎡 wheel but that is probably because it’s just a cycle, sin embargo el chiste (not a joke) is matching the parallels with 3 x 5 annotated bibliography cards from the recent past, por ejemplo, take Alicia and John, and the good people de la comunidad del país Vasco en Saint-Ouen.
Pariseko Euskal Etxea, via Marjolaine Porten-Kaltenbach López.
I would not mention Detective Héctor Belascoaran Shyne connection to the insurrection to Palacio Nacional in Mexico if don AMLO had not pulled a Calle 13 on the Parisian battle cry of Georgina Moreno and Alicia Leos of, “nos quieren desprestigiar”.
Now then, El chiste de la jiribilla (again, not a joke) is for the advertorial coordinator to be able to juxtapose the images in such a way that if President Joseph R. Biden was to look at that utility white Ford pickup truck slamming onto the Palacio Nacional Doors, that gringo there would see the mob of January the 6th but in a different context, but with notwithstanding the same cult-like fervor.
[French Tacos snapshot next to Edith Piaf’s birthplace at Belleville goes here]
Any how, Niño Luc… on this blog it is always woman’s day, not just to they.
In local news AI took on Asma and another Panther went down in México y ese helicóptero, es en efecto, —de la marina.
Across The Atlantic, it’s la maz🌽urek de los Cougars, o algo así 🎹
Infra°struc°tur°Ey-shon… ibid. during French siesta Time.
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Thanks, Obama! TM 9-2350-264-10-1 w/changes.
¡Qué Huevos, de mujer!
Sunny side up, please! Chrissie Hynde is coming to Paris… en Octobre tenía que ser.
To parapar-par-parse, Councilman Howard Johnson (32 flavors and then some) of the Town of Rockridge, U.S.A. :
… and in Paris, France, even as Öüï finger-strokes the black mirror on his smart phone, and so as to not be outdone by that baby Pink Elephant that Eye gave out yesterday, Louis Pasteur just discovered the first albino cockroach.
Thanks, Obama!
Previously on, “Mmmmm, l’Argentina”… my money is on Adrianne Elrod, 👯 period!
But seriously, volks! Dr. Godwin Baxter, was of course, a fag on the same lines of that snowflake 🪶 Brando on the Island of Dr. morEau 🪳, and here is why, Joe Scarborough, because as your fa’Getty fans at BuzzFeed tried to prevent in 2016, Eye is actually part of the concurrence, and off-Course, the motherfucking competition. And, Jonathan LeMire, you can add (+) Natural Species biologist researcher, to my scientific researcher French visa³ of 2010… at least at The Bagagerie.
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³~. Look it up, Mme. Gatel, you have access to my dossier.
Ladies in Gemini, behold:
Cucarachas fumando marihuana.
Grief is for peep holes.
En contexto with Catalonio Barcelonnetto de Peralvillo (2012, or maybe it was 2014) at The Paris Hôtel de Ville where Miguel Vaylón (Misha) irrupt-ed during a meeting of City Council preceded by Mme. Anne Hidalgo. Misha’s interruption of official City business was to protest the (then) upcoming visit of the former telenovela husband of Patricia Rivera, míster Enrique Peña Nieto, who at the time was also the head of State in Mexico during the year that Florence Cassez made her glorious return to the City of Lights.
🎶 That’s the power of
love…
Back to the Future, 1965 at The US Festival in 1983; when Bono met Selma.
It’s bloody Sunday, y’all, and all Eye can say is that good trouble was invented by John Lewis In 1965, and just like every (fokin’) thing black it would not take long before the Irish re- fabricated The Bloods.
Now normally there would be no tangas, no hilos, and/or strings to account for Nadiesh-da’s invocation on this part of the programming, but for…
that time when The Reverend Al Sharpton became an honorary Mexican, sources close to Carmen Aristegui relay that the good Rev., already has his own “corrido”.
The producers at The Susana Poveda cinito Show speculate that Sharp’man’s Ballad is produced by the same studio that brought us Las Paus (as) de La Mañana.
And this is the part, ladies in Gemini, where the but plug is inserted on the paragraph, because as Öüï has explained before, Eye does not select the leaps to Six Degrees to Good Trouble and Metallica’s “can that rattles the most”…
And in the paraparparsed phrase of Reverend Al:
El ejercito en los cuarteles (2011-2017)… and Señora Florence Cassez, usted ya lo sabe y Ana Anabitarte en El Universal de México (2012) no lo puede negar, yo (Armando Segovia) ya vi está película en el 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022,(2023), 2024 y, al parecer all the way to at least 2028, but I don’t want to spoil the ending, so pena de que la bendita préfecture de Cité me retire mi status de “El Primer Refugiado Made-in-France”, viva México, Miguel Vaylon. Vivan las estúpidas calaveritas de doña Aristegui, Aussie.
What good are all of those cazerolasos to call truth to power if after the call to action you go back to the established establishment at la rue de Longchamps?
In other words, because the aforementioned paraparparsed phrase is a paraphrase of the Rev. Al Greatest Hits, including the one where the good Rev., reminds a Marihuana peddler, and former Mexican head of State, Vicente Fox, that they too, “los negros”, would turn the weed into a business if the Plan Merida would not have put them in jail instead… so instead they became pushers instead, « and that’s, the rest of the story ».
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Breaking from China 🇨🇳 … Pau Paccard just cloned her pussy, cats! —That is… with musical guest, Fernando Delgadillo, featuring Colorado’s own Ween cover band, Powder Blue… Powder Bleu is the brainchild (literally) of The New York Times, the result is an Ugly Mexican (really a Jew) from The Daily Beast. Opening act, The Shit Creek Boyz to Man.
Eva En Las Frutas, versión Parque Naucalli 🍓🍒🍎🍑🍊🥭🍌🍋🍈🍏🍐🥝🍇 🎶
Gloria a’Dios en las Alturas 🐱 🐱🐈🐈🐈⬛🐈⬛
🎶 Like a Japanese Cowboy
And in Governor’s Whitmer State (Detroit) Donkeys kicked the elephant in Donald Trump 🫏, but this won’t fix the nourishing deficits en la La Franja de Gaza and Netanyahou’s Nazi advance.
“Eye scream-ah, Ewe scream-ah, Öüï All Scream-Ah for I Scream-ah!”.
Indeed, Katty Kay, indeed, Pedro Panadero has to clear up if, Elisabeth is a Bum iller or, a Bu Miller.
And now, Viva México Cabrones:
Come on Misha… pena’Jena apart, no tiene la culpa el Indio, si no el monje que lo CO’opta para la gloria de La Legión Extranjera en Marseille.
For the record, I knew Macario way before Misha NadieSh’da introduced the Narco Muerte (niña blanca) to Saint Merry.
… Any hoot 🦉, Delgado del Fundillo, Fernanda Delgadillo on the Misha Vaylon / Santa Muerte Facebook page cannot let Mí, lie:
Cuando tecolote canta, un indio Shinga’ Sumatra, namaste si ya mamaste, y si no, no hay Bronca cuando un’ Gato muere porque La China poblana lo clona, ask RFI and France24, they know.